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　Giordino　nodded　silently　and　dipped　his　paddle　carefully　into　the　water；　stroking　as　if　in　slow　motion。　Like　wraiths　gliding　through　the　night；　they　passed　through　the　shadows　of　the　canal　bank；　past　the　mand　post　and　up　the　canal　for　a　hundred　yards　before　Pitt　called　for　a　brief　rest　stop。　Stealth　was　not　an　option　but　rather　a　necessity；　since　they　had　not　packed　their　weapons　in　the　overloaded　skiff　to　save　weight　and　space。
　〃From　what　I've　experienced　of　their　security；〃　said　Pitt；　〃this　setup　is　more　slipshod　than　Orion　Lake。　The　detection　network　is　in　place；　but　they　don't　seem　conscientious　about　monitoring　it。〃
　〃They　caught　on　to　us　damned　quick　this　afternoon；〃　Giordino　reminded　him。
　〃No　trick　to　spot　a　ten…foot…high　houseboat　on　a　flat　field　of　grass　from　five　miles。　If　this　was　Orion　Lake；　they　would　have　been　observing　our　every　movement　five　seconds　after　we　stepped　into　the　skiff。　Yet　here；　we　move　right　under　then…noses　as　if　it　was　a　piece　of　cake。〃
　〃It's　beginning　to　look　a　lot　like　Christmas；〃　Giordino　observed。　〃No　presents　under　the　tree　that　contain　deep　dark　secrets。　But　you've　got　to　like　them　for　giving　us　free　passage。〃
　〃Let's　move　on；〃　said　Pitt。　〃Nothing　promising　here。　We've　got　a　lot　of　territory　to　cover。　The　security　force　may　be　lax　at　night；　but　they'd　have　to　be　blind　not　to　discover　us　if　we　don't　reach　the　shantyboat　before　the　sun　es　up。〃
　
　With　growing　confidence；　they　cast　off　any　thoughts　of　caution　and　began　stroking　vigorously　up　the　canal。　The　moon's　dim　glow　fell　over　the　bayou　and　cast　its　reflection　on　the　water　like　a　road　narrowing　to　a　pinpoint　as　it　traveled　over　the　horizon。　The　end　of　the　canal　seemed　impossibly　remote；　as　unattainable　as　a　mirage　in　the　desert。　Giordino　worked　his　paddle；　easily；　powerfully；　each　stroke　moving　the　skiff　four　feet　to　Pitt's　three。　The　night　air　was　balmy　but　damp。　Beneath　the　wet　suits　they　sweated　like　lobsters　in　a　pot；　but　they　dared　not　remove　them。　Their　light　skin；　although　tanned；　was　revealed　under　the　dying　moon　like　faces　in　a　black　velvet　painting。　Ahead；　they　could　see　clouds　outlined　and　glowing　from　an　unseen　light　source。　The　headlights　from　cars　and　trucks　could　also　be　seen；　sweeping　back　and　forth　on　a　distant　highway。
　
　Buildings　from　the　deserted　ghost　town　of　Calzas　loomed　up　on　both　banks；　the　canal　having　split　the　munity　in　two。　The　houses　huddled　eerily　in　ragged　clusters　on　a　large　section　of　land　that　rose　above　the　marshlands。　It　was　a　place　haunted　by　former　residents　who　could　no　longer　return。　The　town's　old　hotel　stood　silent　and　gaunt　across　from　a　gas　station　whose　pumps　still　stood　on　islands　outside　the　office　and　mechanic's　bays。　A　church　rose　forlorn　and　empty　beside　a　cemetery；　the　tombs　raised　above　the　ground；　little　shrines　weathered　and　bleached　white。　The　abandoned　town　was　soon　left　in　the　wake　of　the　skiff。
　At　long　last　they　finally　ran　out　of　canal。　All　excavation　ended　at　an　embankment　leading　up　to　a　major　highway。　At　the　base　of　the　highway　embankment；　rising　out　of　the　water　in　the　canal；　they　found　a　concrete　structure　that　looked　like　the　entrance　to　a　huge　underground　bunker。　It　was　sealed　tight　by　a　massive　steel　door　that　was　welded　closed。
　〃What　do　you　suppose　they　keep　in　there？〃　queried　Gior…dino。
　〃Nothing　they　need　to　get　at　fast；〃　Pitt　replied；　studying　the　door　through　the　night…vision　goggles。　〃It　would　take　an　hour　or　more　just　to　torch　it　open。〃　He　also　spied　an　electrical　conduit　that　ran　from　the　door　and　vanished　into　the　muck　of　the　canal。　He　removed　the　goggles　from　his　head　and　gestured　toward　the　shore。　〃e　on；　let's　beach　the　skiff　and　climb　to　the　highway。〃
　
　Giordino　looked　upward　speculatively　and　nodded。　They　paddled　to　the　bank　and　pulled　the　skiff　ashore。　The　embankment　was　not　steep　but　more　of　a　long；　sloping　grade。　They　reached　the　top　and　climbed　over　a　traffic　guardrail　and　were　almost　blown　back　down　the　slope　by　a　giant　truck　and　trailer　that　thundered　past。　Embellished　by　the　crescent　moon；　the　countryside　was　bathed　in　a　panoramic　sea　of　lights。
　
　The　view　was　not　quite　what　they　expected。　The　headlights　from　the　traffic；　strung　out　along　the　highway　like　fluorescent　beads　on　a　snake；　twisted　around　a　wide　expanse　of　water。　As　they　stood　there；　a　huge　towboat　the　size　of　a　condominium　building　moved　past；　shoving　twenty　barges　that　stretched　nearly　a　quarter　of　a　mile。　Above　and　below　a　large　city　on　the　opposite　shore；　they　could　see　the　brilliantly　lit　white　tanks　of　oil　refineries　and　petrochemical　plants。
　
　〃Well；〃　said　Giordino　without　any　particular　expression　in　his　voice；　〃is　now　a　good　time　for　a　chorus　of　'Old　Man　River'？〃
　〃The　Mississippi；〃　Pitt　muttered。　〃That's　Baton　Rouge　to　the　north　across　the　river。　The　end　of　the　line。　Why　dig　a　canal　to　this　particular　spot？〃
　〃Who　knows　what　weird　machinations　lurk　in　the　mind　of　Qin　Shang？〃　Giordino　said　philosophically。　〃Maybe　he　has　plans　to　access　the　highway。〃
　〃What　for？　There's　no　turnoff。　The　road　shoulder　is　barely　wide　enough　to　hold　one　car。　There　has　to　be　another　reason。〃　Pitt　sat　on　the　guardrail　and　gazed　thoughtfully　at　the　river。　Then　he　said　slowly；　〃The　highway　runs　straight　as　an　arrow　along　here。〃
　Giordino　looked　at　Pitt；　his　eyebrows　raised。　〃What's　so　novel　about　a　linear　road？〃
　〃Was　it　a　coincidence　or　a　well…conceived　plan　to　end　the　canal　at　the　exact　point　where　the　river　curls　westward　and　nearly　touches　the　highway？〃
　〃What　difference　does　it　make？　Shang's　engineers　could　have　ended　the　canal　anywhere。〃
　〃A　big　difference；　as　I'm　beginning　to　see　it；　a　very　big　difference　indeed。〃
　
　Giordino's　mind　was　not　running　on　the　same　channel　as　Pitt's。　Giordino　checked　the　dial　on　his　dive　watch　under　the　lights　of　an　approaching　car。　〃If　we　want　to　finish　the　job　while　it's　still　dark；　I　suggest　we　row　our　boat　gently　down　the　stream；　and　be　quick　about　it。〃
　
　They　still　Had　the　entire　eighteen　miles　of　the　canal　to　search　using　title　autonomous　underwater　vehicle。　After　dropping　back　down　the　slope　to　the　skiff；　they　removed　the　AUV　from　its　case　and　slipped　it　over　the　side　of　the　skiff　and　watched　it　slip　out　of　sight　beneath　the　dark　surface。　Then；　while　Giordino　paddled；　Pitt　worked　the　remote　control；　engaging　the　AUV's　motors；　switching　on　its　lights　and　leveling　it　off　five　feet　from　the　bottom　mud　of　the　canal。　Because　of　the　high　algae　content　of　the　brackish　water；　which　limited　visibility　to　no　more　than　six　feet；　there　was　the　danger　of　the　AUV　striking　a　submerged　object　before　he　could　divert　it。
　
　Giordino　paddled　with　long　even　strokes　that　never　slowed　as　the　precious　hours　passed；　making　it　easy　for　Pitt　to　pace　the　AUV's　progress　with　that　of　the　skiff。　Only　when　they　reached　the　outer　fringe　of　light　around　the　old　plantation　headquarters　of　Qin　Shang's　security　force　did　they　move　furtively　along　the　opposite　bank　at　a　snail's　speed。
　
　This　time　of　night　most　of　the　security　force　should　have
　
　been　sleeping；　but　the　plantation　house　had　suddenly　e　alive　with　activity　as　guards　began　rushing　across　the　lawn　to　the　little　dock　where　the　hovercraft　was　moored。　Pitt　and　Gior…dino　pressed　into　the　shadows　and　watched　as　the　hovercraft　was　loaded　with　automatic　weapons。　Two　men　lifted　a　long；　heavy；　tubelike　object　into　the　boat。
　〃They're　going　for　bear；〃　said　Giordino　softly。　〃Unless　I'm　mistaken　that's　a　rocket　launcher。〃
　〃You're　not　mistaken；〃　Pitt　murmured。　〃I　do　believe　Shang's　chief　of　security　in　Hong　Kong　has　identified　us　and　sent　word　that　we're　evildoers　out　to　spy　on　another　one　of　his　nasty　ventures。〃
　〃The　shantyboat。　It's　evident　they　plan　to　blow　it　and　anyone　in　it　to　smithereens。〃
　〃Not　polite　of　us　to　allow　them　to　destroy　the　Bayou　Kid's　property。　And　then　we've　got　Romberg　to　consider。　The　Society　for　the　Prevention　of　Cruelty　to　Animals　would　put　us　on　their　blacklist　for　life　if　we　let　poor　old　Romberg　go　to　dog　heaven　in　a　blaze　of　rocket　fire。〃
　〃Two　unarmed　bon　vivants　against　a　horde　of　barbarians　armed　to　the　teeth；〃　muttered　Giordino。　〃Not　very　healthy　odds；　wouldn't　you　say？〃
　Pitt　slipped　a　dive　mask　over　his　head　and　picked　up　an　air　t